All language subtitles for Episode Season 2-2

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I just want you to know that whatever
you want this "between us" to be,

I do too.

I think you've got
the wrong idea about me.

You can keep your job.

I'm not gonna take this any further
than a warning.

I know you feel a bit threatened
with your mum taking a lover

but this is real
and we both have to get with it.

Imagine me in a bikini.

Which part of my tremendous body
do you imagine first?

I know I should say your boobs
but... your eyes.

They have a school orchestra
that went to Vienna and played.

You're actually serious about this.

She's just not challenged here.

You're up the duff, aren't you?

I reckon the dad is little Nathan's
dad, my mum's boyfriend.

I need 85 bucks to do it proper.

We'll help you, won't we?

Yeah.

I swear to you, Mum, it wasn't me.

I just got the money together
for a friend who got pregnant.

I s'pose we can guess who that was.

Are you kidding me? It wasn't Sue.

We need to talk about
what's going to happen now.

I'm going.

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You must not eat
on the street or wear denim.

There's a fridge
in the common room.

Make sure you put your name
on your snacks.

If you don't, you can kiss
your Curly Wurlys goodbye.

I won't forget.

We've got classical ballet
classes you can enrol in,

also tennis courts,
a swimming pool...

I saw it.

In the shape of
a conventional rectangle.

You're allowed
three phone calls a week,

for half an hour at a time
and only after 4:00.

But you can't make phone calls
yet. You're in lockdown.

I'm in lockdown?

Oh. We give all the new girls
a 4-week adjustment period.

So there's no visitors,
no excursions, no phone calls.

Your parents didn't tell you?

It'll help you make new friends

while you learn to get along
without your old ones.

I don't want new friends.

I can tell that you're
a clever clogs, Deborah.

And this is a place

that is designed for
clever clogs like you.

I just wish I knew
about the lockdown.

I didn't get to say goodbye
to my mum properly.

Four weeks?!

I hate it here.

I hate it there too.

There are four girls in my dorm,

and one of them smells like
a possum died under her bed.

I think it's her washing.

Have you seen Gary?

I saw him dragging his board
down to the beach this morning,

looking real cut up.

Aww! I don't want him to talk
to any other girls but you.

I'll guard him with my life.

I wrote you a song!

I'm gonna write it in a letter,

seal it with my spit
and send it tomorrow.

I can't send or receive letters
from anyone but my family,

slobbered on or otherwise.

I must not eat on the street
or wear my Levi's,

I must go to bed at 8:30,

I must wear slacks, long skirts
or dresses to the knee.

Says who?

Says the woman who's
looking after me here.

My housemistress.

- So you've got a housemistress?
- Yes!

Ah, it's so great here!
Everyone's really nice.

Love you, Mum.

Gary, it's Vicki.

Yeah, I know. What do you want?

- Tracey got dropped.
- So?

So you can root her if you want!

Gary, how's Debbie?

- Morning.
- Was that Debbie?

No.

You know, if you wanted to
ask her to tea,

it's easy for me to crumb
another couple of cutlets.

No, I think I'm gonna
be surfing, so...

I'll see ya, Mum.

I'm free, I'm free.

Happily free.

Life's so unfair.

Four weeks
is about as long as it takes

for my pubes to grow back,

and that seems to whiz by
in no time.

How could Judy send
Debbie away like that?

When you go to your nanna's,
I miss you.

That's sad enough for me.

Mrs Vickers thinks Debbie
did a terrible thing.

But Debs didn't do
that terrible thing.

She just didn't wanna dob on
the person who did do it.

Sue Knight,

what did you do?

Not me. Cheryl.

Cheryl got an abortion.

- Sad, in a way.
- Not sad.

She would have had to take it
to school,

to the beach, to the drive-in.

It would have been horrible.

I loved having my babies
everywhere I went.

I hate that boys don't have to
deal with this stuff.

Girls don't even like sex,

and we're the ones that have
to worry about abortions.

Boys should get abortions,

because all girls are to boys

are life support
for our vaginas.

Sweet pea!

I've had sex, Mum.

I hated it.

Mum?

OK, boys can be terrible.

And sex with boys
can be terrible too.

But both can be wonderful,
darling.

And at your age, they're still
learning, just like you are.

Boys know exactly
what they're doing.

Sex is just homework.

You don't like it,
but you have to do it anyway.

OK.

Now, you're gonna choose one,

you teach him to listen...

..and then you tell him
where to go.

What?

Wait a sec.

With a little bit of help.

Oh, Marty, look.
Isn't she from your work?

Shit.

Yes, I think so.

Martin? Martin,
what are you doing? Stop!

You poor, poor woman!

Hop in. Let us give you a ride.

Oh, it's not far to go now.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.
It's miles!

Our daughter's just gone off
to boarding school,

so we all feel a bit lost
without her.

Mmm. Debbie?

We didn't push her into it.

It was just
a highly contemplated,

near-forceful nudge.

Must be a relief to know
that she's safe

behind a boy-proof fence
for the next couple of years.

It's undeniably
one of the perks.

I cannot tell a lie!

I, uh... I went to
an all-girls school.

And boys were something
that we fantasised about

but they didn't become a reality
until I was almost 20.

It's as if you are speaking
straight to my soul.

I love this song.

And the exciting news is

you only have to do
half your homework.

Because I'm pairing you up.

Sir, that sucks.

You can suck or blow,

you can use wind, match
or even mouse.

I don't care - I just want you
to perform an experiment

with the materials I give you,

construct a hypothesis,
analyse the data, and test it,

and then draw your own
conclusion.

First team -
Susan and Mr Woods.

The attraction
between two metals

is yours to ponder all week.

Groovy.

Sir, that's so unfair.

Cheryl and Vicki -

cockroaches.

Under what conditions
do they become aggressive?

Wanna see a vagina?

Uh... yes.

Put your hands together
like this.

And then you turn them
like that.

Then look inside.

That's what a vagina looks like.

Yuck!

Wanna blow up some snails?

Yeah. We got heaps
in our letterbox.

Wanna blow up the letterbox?

Sure.

Hey, I got a letter!

The only person who ever
writes to me is Santa.

What does he want?

He likes to reinforce the 'good
behaviour or no presents' rule.

Debbie wants me to
deliver this to Sue.

It's $2.

Reckon we can double it?

Wait, no, look, look!
He's trying to kiss her.

Ohh, nearly, nearly!

Go, magnet man, go!

And she walks away.

What are you doing here?

We've got something
you might like.

I doubt it!

Debbie said you'd give me $2
if I delivered this.

I've only got 80 cents
and a Redskin.

Redskins are only 5 cents.

I'm not a bank.

I'll have to owe you.

Sign there.

- What about the Redskin?
- We're a cash-only enterprise.

Give it back, then!

Gee whiz!

He's got you over a barrel.

Shut up, Woody.

Hey. Wanna see a vagina?

We can use all sorts of things
for shields.

Wood, tin cans, paper.

Some girl put a tampon on
Debbie's bedhead with jam on it.

That's off!

To get it to work, we're gonna
need a superconductor.

You make it, I'll paint it.

Why would we paint it?

Even science should be pretty.

Stop looking at it.

I'm not. I'm looking at my...

You can't even talk properly,
you're still looking at it.

Stop it!

Sorry.

Can I... can I see it?

You'll freak out.

It's got pictures.
Hairy pictures.

Me Tarzan, you Jane.

My mum gave me that.

Far out!

Piss off, idiot!

Ugh.

Sorry.

Back to work.

My mum hates rodents,
but once they've had two babies,

we'll have made our money back.

And every pig after that

is pure profit.

We're gonna be rich!

All we need to do is make sure

yours is a boy
and mine's a girl.

How?

Look at the eyelashes.
The girls are prettier.

Hello? Is Debbie there?

Uh, Deborah Vickers.

Can't you just go
and get her anyway?

C'mon, Gary!

Gary Hennessey for Team...

Yeah, Gary!

So, how's your new boyfriend
going?

Don't knock him.

He's building the whole thing
for me, it's perfect.

Have you even started yours?

We're just gonna jig.

How long for?

Till Mr Candy forgets.

Hey, he winked at you
the other morning.

At the kiosk.

- Bullshit.
- Maybe he had sand in his eye.

- Or a tick on his balls.
- He just winked as in "G'day."

I reckon I could get him
if I wanted him.

I reckon I could too.

- Gravedigger!
- Carpet-muncher!

You must be getting pretty randy

now your girlfriend's
gone to boarding school.

Rack off!

Hey, maybe there's a Mrs Candy.

I hear she's very sweet.

I'm going home.

Lezzo!

You're a natural, Gary.

It was just like watching
a bird skimming across the waves

or, like, a flying fish.

Thanks, Mum.

Oh, I just wanted
to go out on the beach

and just grab everyone and say,
"That's my son out there."

I'm glad you didn't.

I might still!

Here he is, Gary the Great!

Your energy was
so intense out there.

You could feel the heat
coming off you.

Chocky or banana?

Nuh. See ya later.

One for me, two for Von-Von.

Oh!

Hey!

Where the hell have you been?

It's past 9:00.
I made you dinner.

Well, where have you been?

I've been looking for this house
all the way home.

Now, new rule -

if you're gonna get pissed,
you get pissed with me.

Roger that.

Roger says.

Hey, sweetheart,

maybe you should have
some aspirin as well.

What a wonderful idea. Whoa.

- Chin-chin.
- Up yours.

Well, look at you, hmm?

Now, your poor mother doesn't
want to sit around,

looking at you with your face
like that, all droopy.

No, we designed your face
to be... up and sunny.

Where's that number?

Can't get through. I've tried.

Come on, darl.
Where's the number?

Hello? Hello?

Deborah Vickers, please.

Yes, well, that may well be so.

But I'm very old, and I would
like to speak with her.

- In fact, I'm her grandfather.
- Oh, Roger Knight!

Yes, this is Colonel Vickers
speaking.

I've had a very serious stroke

and I'm finding it
most unpleasant

that you would comment on
my speech difficulties

as I am very old
and most unwell.

I'm dying.

Yes, thank you. Yes.

She's gone to get her.

Oh, look, there's...
My sunshine's back!

Hello, Debs? Yes?
Hold the line, caller.

Jesus, it worked! Deb, it's me!

Oh, darling, I'm so...

What did she mean,
"teach them to listen

"and then tell them
where to go"?

I don't know, but I hear
my parents rooting all the time.

It doesn't sound anything like
what Danny and I used to do.

My mum sounds like she likes it.

- A lot.
- Eugh.

Dead set.

Yeah, but your parents
aren't like other parents.

They have baths together.

And they kiss and mean it.

They're nymphos, Sue.

Yeah. Don't you wanna know
what they're doing?

No. I live in a world
where grown-ups don't root,

and I quite like it here, a lot.

You're living in a world

where nobody's rooting anybody.

Mmm.

Deb, we've gotta
know this stuff.

We're gonna be rooting guys
for the rest of our lives.

OK, Grandpa. It's bedtime.

How long have you
been listening?

C'mon, sweetheart.

Do you have to go?

I can't believe I have to go
to bed and you don't.

You're the prisoner.

Yeah, and they really believed
the 'stroke Grandpa' thing.

No-one's come near me
for hours.

My dad really is a genius.

I don't want you to go.

I'll come see you.

It's gated all around.
I'm locked in.

It's impossible.

Sue!

He's yelling. You hang up first.

I'm not hanging up till you do.

Alright. I'll hang up, then.

Alright, then. Hang up.

- Hello?
- Hello!

Alright, on the count of three.

- One...
- Two...

Three.

Sue?

Still here.

You know, I have chapel
Sunday afternoons.

I could try and sneak away then.

I'll try anything.

Nothing's happening.

How are they supposed
to have babies

if they don't even
like each other?

Just make 'em root.

How?

Hold her down.

Oh, um...

Quick, you hide them in Debbie's
room. I'll get the door.

- Oh, hi, Gary.
- Hey.

Uh, look, I just left something
in Debbie's room.

So I just need to...

Um... you wanna go in there?

I didn't come all the way here
just to tell you about it.

Uh, careful when you go in.

Compass unaffected
by tin shield.

Negative result.
Write down 'negative'.

Have you ever rooted anyone
before?

Let's pretend I haven't either.

Do you wanna try it?

Um...

Yeah.

OK. You gotta promise that
you're not gonna tell anyone.

And this doesn't mean
we're going round.

Pinky swear?

Pinky swear.

All we're doing is learning
a new skill,

like juggling
or flower arranging.

Yeah, OK.

There. Put it in there.

Oi. Start slow.

Book says it lasts longer
if you go slow.

Ohh!

Ahh! Suppose you want me
to... clean that up.

Sorry.

David!

David?

David!

David? Oh!

This is where you've been
all afternoon.

Yeah, I've been reading.

I get so incredibly nervous
when you're quiet.

'Seven Little Australians'.

I love that too.

Are you feeling alright?

You're sweating.

Yeah, I... I... I guess
I just really miss Debbie.

Come here.

I've been thinking how much
Debbie loved learning French

when she was your age.

Maybe you'd like to
learn a language too.

Italian?

Prego!

We can learn it together.

Oh, it smells like
paint in here.

Told my mum it wasn't
a bum prawn.

Shit, Sue! Why?

I don't know.
I tell her everything.

Hi, Cheryl.

All you have to say is hi
and I'll leave you alone.

Deadshit.

That slut!

Come on. Let's go.

Jeff made his bed.
He can lay in it - with her.

She can make it,

'cause I'm glad
I don't have to anymore.

Hello! Table invasion.

Roger and Pamela Knight,
this is Jill Tate.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Do you mind if we join you?

Please.
It's a welcome distraction.

Thank you.

So... have you heard
from Debbie?

They discourage her
from making contact

for the first four weeks.

I don't know why
you sent Debbie away.

I mean, if it was Sue,
I'd want her close.

You don't understand tough
love, Pam. You never have.

There's nothing tough about
love in my book, Jude.

Until your daughter comes home
and tells you

that she's gonna spit out
a little Danny Dixon,

and you know you might as well
be a grandmother to a football

because a football would get
better marks than a Dixon.

Ease up, Jude.

Careful where you point it
before you start shooting.

Would you like a top-up?

Look, there's Annie!

She works with Martin.

We get along like
a house on fire.

Oh, right. You should
invite her over.

Looks like she's waiting
for a friend.

Annie!

Come join us!

Excuse me, is anyone
using this chair?

Hi!

Hey! Who am I? You ready?

"Root me, Nathan's dad! Root me!

"I'll give you a haircut
if you root me."

Shut up, Vicki.

I'm your mum.
Last weekend, it was so funny.

"Root me, Nathan's dad.
Root me!"

Rack off, Vicki!

Push me again,
you fish-face moll,

and I'll smash you
right out of your tits!

If you didn't throw your drink
at him, I would have.

Thanks.

The world has ended, Bruce.
Everyone's gone.

You're standing in embers.
You're the only one left.

Help us, Bruce Kenobi.

You're our only hope.

If only you could keep
that dopey old head up, eh?

Dopey old head.

- Oi, Danny!
- Piss off.

You can't come round here.

Who died and made you boss?

I'm talking about
your slut mate.

- Wanna fight?
- Yeah!

- You can't hit a girl.
- I'll fucking hit her.

We're coming anyway.

Piss off, Hennessey.

Oh, piss off! Piss off!

Oh, piss off!

I'm so... stoned.

You wanna root?

Yeah, alright.

Yeah, she wants it.

Give it to her hard, Danny boy!

Fuck off, Straccy!

Let's swim out to the boat, eh?

- What?
- Come on, I'll swim you out.

I hate the water.

No, stop!

- Throw her in the water!
- I can't swim!

I'm gonna spew.

Fucking rank!

I spewed out my last
bit of chewy.

Clean yourself up, you moll.

The fish is looking at me.

Hey, Gary?

- Do you miss Debbie like crazy?
- Huh?

Just say yes.

Yes.

When you go to sleep at night,

is the last thing you see
in your head Debbie's face?

- Just say yes.
- Yes.

Do you whisper,
"Goodnight, Debbie," in the dark

just before you nod off?

- Just say yes.
- Yes.

You two seem
like a happy couple.

How long have you been married?

We're living proof that
flicking bra straps works.

Well, it does until
one day she turns around

and finds your longfella
knee-deep in your secretary!

Keep your voice down.

What's a longfella?

Oh, it's all in the genes, son.

I will not keep my voice down!

Jeff Tate can't
keep it in his pants!

Jill, that's enough.

Can't keep what in his pants?

Coins. His loose change.

His secretary's 19.

She's probably still got

her pony club ribbons
on her mirror!

Something like that happened
to me with a man from work.

Oh, they probably can't help
themselves, poor things.

Look at you, you're gorgeous.

I knew that he was married, so I
didn't think of him in that way.

And then he started
inviting me to lunch,

to this beautiful spot
on the rocks by the water,

just the two of us.

We started spending
a lot of time together.

And then one day, he snapped.

He told me I was letting
my emotions get the better of me

and then he threatened
to sack me

when it was him
who started the whole thing.

What a coward.
Two-timing bastard.

How come she's not moving?

It's night-time. She's asleep.

- How much?
- Uh, $4?

It's extra for
the racing stripe.

She's a beauty.

Hey, Dad.

- Hey, Mum.
- Martin!

Stop!

What's got into you?

I can't sit around
and drink wine

and listen to nonsense
like you can.

I can't pretend that
everything's normal.

I miss Debbie, and I don't think

sending her away was
the right thing to do.

We... we made that decision
together!

Did we?

David?

Write a song, do a dance,

shake my bum till
he's in a trance,

smoking bongs,
tell him that I love his songs.

Boring!

How'd you make Marc Hunter
your boyfriend?

Suck him off.

That's it?

- Mmm!
- Sue!

Do you wanna climb on board?

No.

Come on, you two
are gagging for it.

Let me root ya.
I'll drive ya home.

Get lost, Straccy.

Oi, Stracc. Oi!

Hey, hold this.

Hold your own apple, Hennessey.

- What are you...
- Stand there.

Wait there.

Yeah, alright. Yeah.

Go on, see what you've got, man.

- What are you doing?
- I dare ya!

Go on. Shoot.

- It's not funny.
- Gary, don't do it.

Hold still, eh?

Go on, shoot, I dare ya!

- Oh! Bloody hell!
- You missed his head!

Deb! Deb!

Deborah!

Miaow!

You escaped!

I said I was busting
for the toilet.

- Do I look different?
- You look the same.

- How about now?
- Exactly the same!

I saw Gary.

He said he's missing you
like crazy,

like his arms might fall off
kinda crazy.

And every night before
he goes to sleep,

you're the last thing he sees,

and just before he nods off,
he says, "Goodnight, Debbie."

- Sue!
- No, dead set.

Here.

Out of bounds!

- I rooted Woody.
- What?

Out of bounds!

I've gotta go. I'm sorry!

Is that
a picture of your boyfriend?

Shh!

Is it?

What's his name?

Gary.